Sunday, July 28, 2013

when you blow yr whistle, blow it loud

Thursday, July 25, 2013

cool breeze over the water. bow pointed not so meaningfully towards an unknown destination. passengers asleep in a euphoric haze.

connecting dots, the sum total of her existence. she's only awake. she only is waking. her awakening.

hours passing, sunrise. an interlude to the wandering, a prelude to the wondering. 

Sunday, July 21, 2013

the pool

he waddled up to the diving board, looked over his kingdom, looked meaningfully to the horizon, then laid out a ball buster dive into 11 feet of water. a swan into flight. his launch was an ascension into the motherly water of our birth. she waited there for him, arms open, moving to receive him, reshaping around his form. jello.

the crowd cringed and held their breath. a watermelon rind held at mid-slurp, it's juices flooding a human's chin running into the sunscreen on her arms. a knife to carve dropped onto a toe that never noticed.

the 2 rotation flip in the summer of our present. her gaze never felt so near. your ability to epitomize the cool.

Saturday, July 20, 2013

today i woke up irritable and tired so i went to wal-mart to buy things to make me feel better. along the way i crushed a bug and it died with it's sticky matter frying on the pavement. i took a few minutes to study the guts and headed back the way i came.

miley cyrus' we can't stop started looping in my head and life felt meaningful and paralyzingly lonely as i walked through the empty strip mall of my youth.